any picture comes to my mind, i try to give it a body of words, love to sit on other blooms, for honey, color, fragrance........
Thursday, 30 July 2015
A Word That Rose
A Word that Rose—
Though mild - It seemed
Grew - Twisted Twirled and Cold
Became a Thorn that shot a heart
Beyond the Realm of Right—
A Word that Iced a fountain-smile
Like souls in limbo Stays
In pain – regretful sighs
No Earth – nor – Hell – neither Heaven
I used Dickinson’s poem A WindThat Rose for my inspiration
Posted for MTB dVerse where we are writing in the style of Emily
Dickinson
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Of all the poems I've read to this prompt, this feels to me the most true to the original. Not just the external aspects of it - the capitalisation, the dashes, the staccato phrases - those are easy enough to imitate. But you have really nailed that sense of wondering, of fear and awe of what lies ahead, that yearning...
ReplyDeleteWords have a lot of power. Sometimes a single word will set life ablaze, and others will snuff it right out.
ReplyDeleteI admire the response Sumana specially the use of dashes & that ending killer line with: No Earth – nor – Hell – neither Heaven
ReplyDeleteYou have captured her vague yet sharp impossibility ~
a sad read for me...
ReplyDeleteLoved your take on this prompt :)
ReplyDeleteBeautifully penned!
This is brilliant, Sumana. You employed her "poetic tools" so well and created such a melancholic mood, which is something Dickinson would applaud, as do I.
ReplyDeleteWow. You truly did channel Emily's style on this. Most excellent work.
ReplyDeleteYou have captured a lot of the Dickinson style in your poem, Sumana. The dashes, the capitalizations. Quite a painful subject though, which is also something that Dickinson might have felt. I think she was a very lonely person!
ReplyDeleteSadly we sometimes utter that word, even if only to regret it. The ending is particularly powerful.
ReplyDeletePhew... that was energetic and powerful!
ReplyDeleteLimbo soul.. unmistakable
ReplyDeleteeyes of human..
Emily's
face..
A best
poetic
expression..
for me..
sees
often..
humanity
repressing
more than
oppressing
NOW
in aisles of Emily
Super Wal-marts..
in eyes
of Purgatory
Stores..:)
Fascinating -- it sounds like it hurt
ReplyDeleteA very contemplative piece. "In pain – regretful sighs" - so true.
ReplyDeleteWords are very powerful... can grow to be painful when they're twisted..
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